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I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend. As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System! Players could get the ultimate reward of the "Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes" without spending a single cent! Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits! Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals! My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right? Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day! Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible? Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion! "......" At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me... Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!

Chen Tang Resting on the Moon · Urban
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Chapter 223: New Game_1

Inside the General Manager's Office.

Ke Jin looked somewhat embarrassedly at Yuan Qiaoqing standing in front of him.

Her presence was formidable, her hands slapped on the desk, eyes widened as she stared straight at him, teeth clenched, her face full of anger.

But she wasn't very tall.

So much so that when she tried to support her upper body on the 1.2-meter-high desk, she had to tiptoe to be at eye-level with the seated Ke Jin.

Hence, Yuan Qiaoqing made an extra effort to stand on her toes, trying to appear more imposing.

"Cough..." Ke Jin cleared his throat and poured her another glass of water, slowly pushing it in front of her.

He opened his mouth with a smile, as if trying to ease the tension.

"I considered that you might be quite busy, so it wouldn't have been convenient to disturb you."

Perhaps it was this slightly aloof remark that caused Yuan Qiaoqing's gaze to freeze slightly.